I belong to no one, like the watermelon 
Rolling with momentum 
Spitting out its seeds 
Buried under snow and waiting just to show us 
How it grows and knows how yummy it will be 
I belong to no one, a song without an album 
Long forgotten maxim spoken to the sea 
I belong with no one, I belong with no one 
I belong with no one, you be long with me 
When I was a boy I wished that I was older 
Wished that I was taller, tall enough to see 
See the things I see today, now I wish they’d go away 
Out and let me far astray, astray from what I need …

Needle by Born Ruffians

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